do i impose?

No one was really quite sure what had happened that night.

All that anyone knew was that it was Davis’s birthday and that he had wanted a costume party.

Both Noah and you had been making your way through playing Resident Evil Requiem, slowly revealing your love for the much loved DSO agent.

Honestly, Noah was ever so slightly jealous of how much you loved Leon. But it made you happy so he didn’t care.

However that had given him what was both the best and the worst ideas possible.

The costume itself was easy enough to acquire, with a simple Google taking him to an Etsy page who could make the costume with Noah’s measurements so that it fit well.

Honestly, he was checking himself out in it when the costume arrived.

You had gotten changed at your own apartment with the plan of meeting Noah at Davis’s house since he’d be getting home from the studio late that day.

You had chosen to wear a costume that was a slightly less complicated version of the nurses from Silent Hill.

You wore the bloody white dress, but opted not to wrap your head in the bandages since it was only a party with friends, so you wouldn’t need to go all out.

You didn’t notice Noah at first since you were expecting to see him in an anime related costume, possibly the Sasuke one he had worn for the Halloween party.

You were completely shocked to see your boyfriend stood in the kitchen in a full Leon Kennedy cosplay.

It didn’t take a genius to see that he had opted for the OG Resident Evil 2, rookie cop Leon costume.

Honestly that fit his personality too.

Adorable, sweet, nervous, sexy in a cute way.

You beelined for him, gripping his arm once you got to him.

The costume hugged his frame to perfection, his hair styled as similarly to Leon’s as he could get it.

Your mouth practically watered at the sight.

Noah had even wrapped his left bicep in bloodied bandages and rubbed some fake dust and dirt on himself for extra authenticity.

He looked so fucking hot.

You bit your lip as you looked up at him, simply unable to focus on conversation when that costume looked so fucking good on him.

You were practically counting down the seconds until you could jump his bones.

You could barely have been at that party for thirty minutes before you dragged Noah to his car and made him drive you to his place where you promptly stripped from your costume and climbed your boyfriend like a tree.

“Holy shit babe you’ve never been this horny before.”

“Shut your damn mouth and don’t you dare take this costume off.”

Noah was on another realm entirely.

He lost count of how many rounds you went, all he knew was that you would not let him take off that damned costume.

But he had never felt sexier.

He would so make fun of you for this later, but right then he couldn’t get a single thought into his brain.

Dear god this costume was magical.

You had him in all kinds of positions and he had you in the same.

Noah had never had sex like it.

Honestly, it was the best sex he’d ever had… even though it went on for an obnoxious amount of time.

The entire night had been and gone by the time you’d finally let up, barely able to keep your eyes open.

The sun was now high up in the sky.

Noah lay there, costume still intact and on his body, pants pulled down around his knees though.

“Best boyfriend ever.” You had managed to pant out, flopping onto your back beside him.

“Knew you’d like it.” Noah grinned, cocky as ever.

Both of you were covered in sweat and other… fluids… but neither of you seemed to care, both far too tired and satisfied to do anything about it.

Of course he knew you’d want to sleep with him when you saw him in the costume.

That was Noah’s plan all along.

He thought himself a genius, until the time had actually arrived and he realised that there would be no stopping you until you literally passed out beside him.

Not that he’d ever complain of course.

He’d never felt better.

The costume now comes out every now and again and every single time you go completely feral for it.

Honestly it could go either was as to who’s in charge.

Sometimes, Noah likes to be completely in control, moulding you into positions and manhandling you just the way you like it, praising you just the right amount as he makes you see stars.

However he does also like it when he can play into the “sweet and innocent rookie cop” role and let you take care of him.

He likes it especially when you’re on top and you ride him, praising him for making you feel good and telling him how cute he is.

Since it’s a RE2 cosplay, the latter is what is most commonly used, or Noah will be in charge but cracks god awful jokes as he does, making it feel a lot softer and less dominating.

His main priority is making you feel good no matter what, so if he has to go all damn night then he will do if that’s what you want.

But based off of how feral you were that first night, it usually does end up with you both exhausted and completely seeing stars well after the sun comes up.